Don't Let Go...

Friend...
My love for you
was always sincere,
Fresh as the dews
that on petals appear,

I had always treasured you
close to my heart,
Like the bunch of blossoms
that the spring would start,

Friend...
My very special time
was when we were together,
Sharing day to day life
and every lay little matter,

But I never did think
that our friendship would grow wry,
that we'll part our ways,
and let it wither in a sigh...

Friend...
Friendship is growing fond,
More than just a bond,
Get back friend...again...
My heart writhes in pain...

Poetry written by Vishaka Sajan, 2009
Music: "Heart Ache, (c) 2004 by Bruce De boer.
Used with permission."